This Christmas, Santa discovers it’s nice to be naughty.
Santa,
Baby!
A
naughty holiday fantasy
by
Lisabet Sarai
Femdom
Holiday Erotica
12,000
words, 51 pages
Smashwords and Amazon KDP
ISBN
(Smashwords): 9780463715581
ASIN:
B082ZTHVKJ
Blurb:
Recent university grad Matt Glaser may not
have the Santa Claus beard or belly, but when it comes to earning extra holiday
cash, it's a case of 'ho ho ho, let's start the show'—he loves his red suit
like a reindeer loves carrots. This potential client, though—classy, curvy
Eleanor Danforth—seems more interested in checking out his butt than his
references. And two grand for a private party? Oy vey, Prancer, something's not
kosher about this particular Vixen. She's not one to be denied, though. When
the interview takes a carnal turn, he finds he’s unexpectedly eager to satisfy
the demanding older woman.
Wearing the provocative costume supplied by
his employer, Matt arrives at the Danforths’ swanky apartment to discover he’s
been cast as the emcee for Eleanor’s intimate gathering. His duties include
managing a pair of scantily-clad blond elves, distributing decadent treats to
guests who’ve been good, and meting out punishments to the naughty. Meanwhile,
the mistress of the house has a Christmas gift especially for him—one made of
silicon and leather straps, which requires plenty of lube. Ho ho ho, Matt! It's
going to be a very merry Christmas indeed.
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Clusters of sofas and chairs were scattered
around the vast space. Several male figures occupied a grouping at the far end.
Closer, two women from Mrs. Danforth’s generation sat sipping cocktails, their
heads together like gossiping teenagers. Despite their age, they both had
dressed seductively, in tight, glittering gowns with low necklines that
displayed their abundant flesh.
“Delilah, Jane — this is Matt, our Santa.”
“Oh my! You’ve outdone yourself, Ellie!
He’s gorgeous!” The raven-haired woman
had a Middle Eastern look, with a prominent nose and dusky skin. She offered
her hand. “I’m Delilah,” she said, her eyes twinkling with mischief.
Picking up on her mood, I bent to brush my
lips and my soft beard across the back. “Enchanté, Mrs….”
Delilah giggled at the tickling sensation.
“Mrs. Nothing! I’m happily divorced.”
“Me too,” added the other woman, who had a
square, somewhat plain, face but astonishing red-gold hair. “I’m Jane,” she
announced. She grabbed my other hand, brought it to her mouth and licked my
palm.
Electric pleasure sizzled through me at the
unexpectedly intimate move, down to my increasingly rigid dick. My pelvis
jerked reflexively. The three women laughed.
“Mmm! If the rest of you tastes as good as
your hand…Can I have a sample, Ellie?”
“I don’t see why not. He looks as though he
could use some relief. Matt, pull out your cock.”
There it was. I’d known it was only a
matter of time. The die was cast when I pressed the doorbell. But was I really
ready to become a whore?
Eleanor didn’t give me time to consider the
question. Yanking at the front of the spandex bottoms, she tucked the elastic
waistband under my balls. The upward pressure immediately made me harder. My
erection reared up, pre-cum pooling at the slit. It bobbed with my racing pulse
as my employer pulled me closer to the sofa.
“There you go, Janie. Do your worst!”
“You mean my best? I haven’t had a good
meal of cum in ages!”
The middle-aged vixen grabbed me by the
hips. Sticking out her tongue, she lapped along my rod, from the balls up to
the bulb. I shuddered as delicious sensation coursed through me. When she
pursed her painted lips around the head, I gasped and thrust against them. She
opened. In one gulp she swallowed me to the root.
Oh God! The heat and the wetness almost
overwhelmed me. She locked her lips around my shaft, sliding back and forth
along the rigid length. As she approached the head, she used her tongue to
stroke and tease my sensitive flesh. When she took me deep, she swallowed deliberately,
letting me feel her throat working around the tip.
I could tell I wasn’t going to last long.
Well, she’d said she wanted to taste my cum. I certainly wasn’t about to
deprive her. Shaking off my passivity, I began to thrust, pushing my cock down her
throat. She didn’t gag or fight me. Relaxing her muscles, she consumed every
inch I fed her, sucking eagerly as if hungry for more.
If more was what she wanted, that’s what
she’d get. I was fucking her face in earnest now, fast and hard. She was helpless,
open, her mouth no more than a container for my raging dick. In, out, in out—I
wanted to come, needed to come, but I also didn’t want these amazing sensations
to end.
My fingers tangled in her gorgeous coppery
hair, I held her still so I could keep control as I ravaged her mouth. I
couldn’t hold on much longer. I closed my eyes, savoring the building pressure.
Yes, oh yes…
Skillful fingers tickled my balls, then
gave them a gentle squeeze. Pleasure exploded, spiraling up and out from my
taut groin. My cock shuddered and expelled a flood of cum into Jane’s welcoming
mouth. Her muscles fluttered around my shaft as she swallowed, triggering
another cataclysm. More jizz erupted from my rod. She turned up the suction. My
cock produced another ecstatic spurt.
Finally we released our hold on one
another. My softening dick slipped from her mouth, painting a thick trail of
cum along her cheek. I was about to apologize when Delilah leaned over, stuck
out her tongue, and lapped the jizz off her friend’s face.
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